Talking to turtles 

Forging a new relationship with the natural world

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  • Published 20231107
  • ISBN: 978-1-922212-89-4
  • Extent: 207pp
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We are talking to ourselves. We are not talking to the river, we are not listening to the river. We have broken the great conversation. By breaking that conversation, we have shattered the universe.

– Thomas Berry

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Susan Baur

Susan Baur is a retired psychologist who has published several books of clinical tales, including The Dinosaur Man and Confiding. More recently, she has...

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